We’re expecting!
Wait for it….it’s a …puppy! Yes, his name is Waffles and he is a 3-month old pure-bred Samoyed. And oh yes, he is simply ADORBZ.
It’s been two weeks since we’ve had him (felt longer than that actually) and boy, has it been a rollercoaster ride.
Let’s just say having a dog is almost like having a child. ALMOST.
To be perfectly honest, there wouldn’t be any other place I would rather let him stay other than bub’s house because well, it’s definitely a more nurturing and loving family in my personal opinion. Did I mention that Bub’s dad LOVES Waffles? In fact, he wanted to bring him home the first time we met him at the pet store. You’d be surprised because he was initially pretty reluctant about having the dog because it was “too big” or that he would chew on his furniture. His mum was not too receptive to the idea of having the dog either but after much convincing, she went along and things pretty much worked out in the end.
So, Waffles has invaded our lives.
I now understand how parents succumb themselves to revolve their lives around their child. Cause really, it’s fucking insane. Scary even. That’s why I said it’s almost like a child. Luckily, it isn’t. I can’t put myself in the position where I’m responsible for the education of a human being. Training a puppy takes the pressure a few notches down really. So thank god we got a puppy instead. Over the past two weeks, we’ve been waking up at the wee hours of the night cleaning Waffle’s poop to make sure he doesn’t step all over his poop in his crib. Geez, we are literally the “Poop Cleaning and Ass Wiping Duo”. No really, the most repeated sentence I’ve been hearing has been, “Sheepie, wipe his ass”. Romantic huh.
Jokes aside, Waffles has been nothing but an absolute joy.
Did I mention I really don’t like to depend on other people to do things? Yes, I don’t but yet sometimes it’s actually nice to get help from everyone in the family; be it watching over Waffles or making sure he doesn’t eat his poop (yes, it’s a dog thing). P.S when we found out Waffles eats his own poop, bub “disowned” him. “He’s no longer my son” – YL, 2021
But hey, imagine if it was a child eating his own poop HAHA I’d kill to see his reaction. Anyway, everyone in the family loves him and he’s transitioning into the family smoothly too. Other than the occasional whining when he gets lonely, he doesn’t bark much either.
Having a pet compels you to socialize more.
In a good way. When we take Waffles out for walks, we get to meet other dog owners and they would share tips and tricks on keeping dogs which is immensely helpful for first time dog owners like us. Granted, we were panicking because our puppy refuses to poop outdoors and he would rather do it in his pee tray but they told us not to worry too much about it which made us feel slightly less worried? Talk about house training going too well.
Some kids prefer one parent more than the other.
It’s so funny when Waffles saw me and bub and he tried to contain his excitement because well he obviously loves us both “equally”. At some point, bub’s rationalized Waffle’s lack of affection and said, “Does he think I’m his maid? My role is to clean his poop? Is that why he doesn’t seem to care about me?” HAHA Things have gotten better though.
To a certain extent, I’m starting to realize we are probably better off not being parents…?
Having a puppy makes you see your strengths and flaws so much clearer.
Do you think you can learn and grow to be better as a parent? I’m not sure but…I don’t think I’ll make a good one. Waffles seems to like me better because I’ve never scolded him before. Wow, doesn’t that seem strangely familiar? Whereas to the person who is disciplining him, he would naturally have some form of resentment/fear towards him. Is that how you have to learn how to balance being the bad guy and good guy to make sure they turn out alright? And if somewhere along the way, you lose your balance, well, you get…me. Ouch.
Either way, the learning process continues.
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